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Dominic

When I broached the idea of calling some people on her behalf, she’d been so wary. Gabby wants to start her own company, but she doesn’t want things handed to her.

I can relate. I’ve been working at the Grand River since I was twenty-one, and still, when my dad died, I wasn’t sure if I was qualified enough to take his place. Carter started with nothing and has earned everything in his life. If I were in his shoes, would I have done as well as he has? I don’t know; I will never know.

Gabriella moved countries to run away from that feeling. From the snippets she’s let drop, she lives in a tiny and expensive studio apartment that she struggles to afford. She desperately wants to make it on her own, and, as tempted as I am to sweep every problem out of her way, I warn myself to hold off on that urge.

But when it comes to wanting Gabriella, all caution goes out the window. I’m irresistibly drawn to her. The chemistry is as strong as it had been that fateful night, almost seven months ago. I’ve tried to forget her, and it hasn’t worked. I’ve tried to bury myself in work, telling myself that it’s ridiculous that a one-night stand has such an impact on me, but that hasn’t done anything to wipe the memories from my mind.

And now she’s in my home, wearing a sundress that screams summer, the thin cotton fabric revealing a hint of her lush curves. This feels like the kind of dream I don’t want to wake up from. I want this, and Carter wants this, and Gabriella wants this too.

She smiles at me, a slow smile that makes my heart pound and my cock harden painfully. “Are you planning on joining us?”

“Yes.” I rise to my feet and move toward her. My fingers trace a path up her bare arms. Goosebumps break out on her soft skin. “In time.” I press my lips to the curve of her neck. She smells like jasmine and roses, with an undertone of earthy sandalwood. I breathe her in, filling my senses with her.

I kiss her again, this time, my mouth open, my teeth grazing her skin. She inhales sharply. “Yes,” she whispers. “Please.”

Carter’s watching the two of us, his eyes hooded. I lace my fingers in her hair and pull her mouth against mine, biting her lower lip, sliding my tongue into her. She presses her body against mine, her soft, full breasts pressed up against my chest, grinding her hips against my painfully hard erection. She kisses me back, no games, her desire as potent as mine.

I love every second of it.

Two thin ties hold up her dress. I grab the end of one between my thumb and forefinger. “Yes?”

Her lips are swollen. Her eyes are hazy with lust. “Hell, yes.”

I tug, first the one tie, and then the other. The straps come undone, and the fabric slides to her hips. Her magnificent breasts come into view, the dark nipples just visible under her pale-yellow bra.

Fuck me, she’s gorgeous.

Turning her around so Carter can watch, I cup her plump mounds with my hands, squeezing lightly. She whimpers, and her nipples harden to erect peaks. I graze them through the thin satin, and she throws her head back against my shoulder.

From the couch, Carter sucks in an audible breath. “You’re monopolizing her, Dominic,” he rumbles. He pats his lap again. “Come here, sweetheart.”

I let her go, and Gabby walks over to Carter on shaky legs. She sinks onto his lap, her back against his chest. Her teeth nibble at her full lower lip, a move that sends another sharp shard of lust straight to my groin. God, she’s beautiful. A sultry temptress.

I can’t get enough of her. She snuck out of my hotel room seven months ago, and as much as I wanted to find her, I’d respected her decision to leave. This time, I don’t know if I can be that strong. She’s only here for a few weeks, and then, she’ll return to her life, and we’ll return to ours, and—

Fuck. I want so much more of her than I can have. Sleeping with her now is a terrible idea.

But she’s looking at me, her eyes dark with lust. Her nipples are dagger points of desire, and when Carter spreads her legs and drags her dress up to her thighs, my self-control shatters. Common sense flees the room. I don’t have the power to resist her. Not now. Not after wanting her for what seems like forever.

“Kiss him,” I order. “Show me how badly you want both of us.”

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